The Death Knell

"Eat, you can eat anything, just a big bowl! Haha!!!"

With Harley's reputation, it is not easy to enter the Iceberg Restaurant. After all, even Gotham bosses like Penguin don't want to provoke this mental illness, especially now that Harley has the existence of Deathstroke from another world behind her. , and has a strong backing.

To hang out in Gotham, you don't necessarily have to be able to fight, but you must have a brain and know who you can mess with and who you can't, otherwise, you will definitely not see the sun the next day.

The resurrected Penguin not only came to say hello and talk in person, but also gave him a few bottles of good wine. In the end, he very politely put all the expenses on Bruce Wayne's account.

Everyone actually knows that Bruce is Batman, and Penguin, as a veteran Gotham villain, is no exception.

However, the rules of the game in the city are that everyone must pretend to be ignorant. If anyone breaks the rules, he will definitely face a group attack.

So since she didn't want to eat her own money, Harley didn't have any worries. She entertained Wade and his group generously and ordered several bowls of lobster rice.

Her own appetite is average, and she won't eat too much for the sake of her figure, but she likes to watch others eat, especially the more people, the better, so that she can feel like family is around her.

Even though Wade lifted half of the mask, Harley didn't feel nauseated at all. Instead, she found it very interesting. As a doctor, she also liked to see burn patients eating, which represented the hope of survival.

Among the killer team, only Ghost Face and Leatherface ate. The former covered his face with his hands, lifted the lower edge of the skull mask, put a spoonful of rice inside, and then immediately put on the mask and chewed quickly, as if he was afraid of being discovered. 's secret identity.

Leatherface's movements while eating were even more disgusting than Deadpool's. He was already ugly, but his movements at this time were like pigs feeding in a trough, causing soup and crumbs to be scattered everywhere.

"Well, that's great. Sister-in-law, you are so generous." Deadpool held a lobster in each hand and nibbled on the left and right: "Every time I go to my cousin's house for dinner, every time it is barbecue, I have to eat it. ”

The food quality I had at TVA before was not as good as here, and the chef's skills were not as good as here.

But for Deadpool, it's not much of a difference. He has oral cancer and his tongue is so rotten that he can't even taste the difference.

The main reason is that the seafood in Gotham has the smell of chemical raw materials, which is very exciting to eat, so he likes it. Mercenaries are all people who like excitement.

Death sat on his left, and Xia Kaila sat on his right. The light of the crystal chandelier in the luxurious restaurant shone on everyone. When he spoke, a lot of shiny things came out of his mouth, which was probably a mist of saliva and blood.

"Hehe, of course I am the best. For your character, Gin and Xiao Dai are too serious to be your sister-in-law." Harley grabbed a bottle of wine and poured a few sips into her mouth. Smiling and shaking his head: "But you may not be able to play with me for a few more days. The adjutant just informed me that Ms. Death must leave as soon as possible. The Death on our side only gave you 24 hours, and you were previously The kidnapping part must also be included.”

Lady Death doesn't want to eat, and she doesn't have that thought right now. The skeleton in black robes is holding one of Deadpool's arms, with a bird leaning on his shoulder like a human.

"It doesn't matter, I'll be leaving soon, but my little one wants to go with me."

"Little Death?" Harley shuddered numbly and looked at Wade with a narrow smile: "Do you usually call each other this way? I thought that the goddess of death, as a conceptual entity, was born long before humans were born. , will have better naming talent."

"It's all the same. Little Death is my pet name. Of course you and your cousin can also call me that, or you can call me the passionate red rose handsome man. I don't mind." Deadpool turned around and used his pus-filled lips. He stamped a bite on the snow-white skull's forehead and smiled crookedly: "I heard from the veterans that the clues on my cousin's side have basically been cut off, and nothing can be done in a short period of time, so we really should go back. .”

The Human-Devil Team doesn't matter, it seems fine to stay here, but all the enemies in Gotham should be killed, and then they should kill the civilians.

Originally, the perverted murderers were not good people, not even anti-heroes, but a few psychopaths who had no concept of good and evil at all.

They each have their own reasons for killing, regardless of who the target is. Deadpool remembers that on the day of his wedding, the Human-Devil Team was still in the tower at TVA headquarters, chasing Star-Lord and the others.

Therefore, in order to show your sense of responsibility, you should take them back together.

"Yeah." Xia Kela agreed with her husband. She couldn't wait, because she had never slept with a conceptual entity before. She wondered how much better Death was than her maids in this regard?

"No, we have to leave quickly." Deadpool's expression suddenly changed, he stood up suddenly, and pinned two half-eaten lobsters in the elastic band of his trousers: "Just now, an old man from the live broadcast room told me that Ba is coming. I don’t want to fight with him, so it’s better to go as far as possible. Adjutant! Pack it for me! Well, Harley, thank you for your hospitality. Next time you come to my house to play, it’s in the sewers of New York. I Invite you to eat fried cockroaches and sweet and sour dead rats, just like the song sings, have you ever tasted the fragrant smell? Let you eat real lime."

Before the song was finished, the group of people and the food on the table were teleported away by a blue light, leaving only a bowl of rice bowl in Harley's hand and an empty booth next to her.

After the person left, Harley's mood quickly fell to a low point. What she hated most was loneliness, especially in this brightly lit and noisy environment, her loneliness was magnified many times.

And just like Deadpool said, about thirty seconds later, Harley saw a purple thought bubble emerging outside the restaurant wall. It should have come from Thanos. At this time, the idea of ​​killing Deadpool filled with it.

However, after realizing that the breath of death had disappeared again, Thanos did not break in, but turned and left, and the bubbles quickly disappeared, as if he had flown away.

"Oh, it's so boring. The peaceful Gotham is so boring."

Harley stabbed the lobster in the bowl with a fork. She lost her appetite. She originally hoped that Thanos would rush in and have sex with Penguin's men so that she could watch the fun.

But soon she laughed again, because she saw Batman and Diana walking through the door, and beside them was the Penguin who nodded and bowed, his round body was very funny.

"Xiao Dai, here!"

She stood up and waved, and she immediately recognized that this Batman was fake and was pretended to be her own little bee.

But she knew that the disguise must have a purpose, so she didn't tell anyone, she just smiled even brighter.